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Both the KLR's took turns falling apart. Here Paul manages a field repair to the front fender that we discovered dangled from one mostly unscrewed bolt. Paul robbed a couple less critical bolts from his rack to secure the fender. The guy that ran the Desert Sands motel where we stayed was a motorcyclist and assisted us with the gift of some loctite. I later determined that KLR must really mean Keep Locite Ready.

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